The Mirror Devil Empress sat before the gravestone, quietly stroking its edge.
"My son, Mother has come to see you. This is your big brother Li Qingxian. He's a remarkable man. In a few more years, he'll be even more remarkable than that useless father of yours..."
Li Qingxian quietly listened as the Mirror Devil Empress rambled on before her son's grave. She seemed nothing like a First Rank Spirit Stabilization expert or the leader of a devil sect, but rather an old woman chatting with her son about everyday life and complaining about everything that had gone wrong.
Then Li Qingxian's ears twitched. He stood quietly, the magical power within him circulating a little faster.
Zhou Hen sent a voice transmission from nearby, and Li Qingxian told him to remain calm.
As though she had heard nothing at all, the Mirror Devil Empress continued rambling for several hours.
Much later, the Mirror Devil Empress rose, suddenly looked in the direction directly opposite the gravestone, and said coldly, "Come out."
"Greetings, Your Highness, Holy Maiden!"
Four people emerged from the woods below the mountainside.
All four cupped their fists and bowed.
Li Qingxian swept his gaze over them. Two wore white, and two wore black. Judging by their auras, they were Fourth Rank and had yet to enter the upper ranks.
"What, does Mother want me to seduce someone again? Duke Xian?" The Mirror Devil Empress gave a cold laugh.
The woman on the far left hurriedly said, "Please forgive us, Your Highness. The elder's allotted lifespan is nearing its end. She specially sent us to respectfully invite Your Highness back to the Heavenly Devil Sect."
"I severed all ties with her long ago," the Mirror Devil Empress said.
"The elder said that when death approaches, a person's words turn